The break up part 1

A short story by Samworrallnovel. In the episode, Frank's wife leaves him for someone else, and as usual, Harris is really insensitive towards the fact that he might be upset, and takes him out to find someone else at a friend's birthday party. Enjoy!

Frank was still looking miserable. His wife and kids had left him, and there was nothing he could do to make them change there mind. They had said 'You stop hanging around with that Harris, or I'm leaving you. The pair of you, showing me up every time we go out in public'. Frank had ran over there next door neighbours dog the next day, which seemed to push her a bit to far. So Frank was one the dole, had Harris chirruping on in his ear, and his wife and left him. What a week!

'Now, I thought that we could go down to promtown park this afternoon, and ruin some little kids fun, what do you say'? Whittered Harris down him ear.

'Any other life but this one, Harris, any other but this', he replied, and then he began to cry.

'Oh, don't cry. Was it because the slide was to heavy to push over last time we went? Huh, Frank, huh, is that the problem? Frank, oh Frank'?

'WHAT'!!! Screamed Frank down Harris's ear, 'What is your problem'¦Jesus''¦

'O.k., just chill out for a bit man. Now are you gonna tell me what's bothering you or not, I'm a very good listener, I have practice listening to the police yak on in my ear', said Harris.

'She's left me'.

'Who has'? Your cat?

'No, hazel, she's left me', sobbed Frank.

'Do you know what cheers me up when I'm down'? Asked Harris.

'No, what'? Replied Frank

'A good birthday bash, there's one going on for Maurine right now, if you like', said Harris to Frank.

'Maybe, I'll get back to you', said Frank, and he put his head down again. Sure enough, Frank rang Harris later that afternoon.

'Yeah, Harris, it's me, I've thought about it, and yes, lest go', said Frank down the phone.

'Great, I'll be right over' replied Harris to Frank.

Franks door knocker sounded, and there stood Frank at the front door, holding what looked like a portable phone.

'Hey, cool contraption. Is that what you rang me on', said Frank.

'Yeah, I think everyone will have on in the future', replied Harris, putting the contraption in his bag.

'Maybe, but I don't think it will catch on', said Frank.

'Ah well, what can you do'? And with that they both walked out of Frank's front door.

The party turned out to be quite crowded, but after a while, Frank started to have fun. The music was good, and the punch tasted very nice indeed. Frank soon forgot about Hazel, and was soon boogying down on the dance floor.

'Frank'? Said a voice from behind him.

Frank turned round and saw Hazel standing there in a ball gown. She was wearing a big hat, and a jumper.

'Harris'! Yelled Frank at the top of his voice

'What, where's the fire'?

'You brought me to a party with that there', he yelled at him.

'Your point being what exactly'? Asked Harris.

'Arghhhhhhhhh', screamed Frank and walked out of the room.

And there will be more from this story tomorrow.

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